A tart, citrusy pour from the One-Man Book Club

The Tonsil Blog’s One-Man Book Club is back together, this time at Hank’s place. (Okay, every time at Hank’s place. Isn’t a book club so much nicer with one member?) It’s been long enough since the last meeting that the beverage of choice has switched from a wintry red (malbec) to a nice, crisp white…

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One-man book club: Bring out your dead

It’s one-man book club week here in Tonsil-land, where I say all the things I would say if I was in a book club (and the selections were all up to me). Monday and Tuesday I blogged about seven books. But today is the dark-interlude portion of the one-man book club meeting, where a moment…

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One-man book club: Here to exhaust you

Nothing helps one grieve for the demise of one’s own sad little book than … reading other people’s books! And knowing, as you read them, that every single one of these books may well nearly have killed its author and also knowing that somehow, someway every single one of these books is also someone’s letdown.…

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My one-man book club meeting, now in progress

Between work and Tinsel pre-pub jitters and promo stuff, I keep forgetting to develop the part of my brain that can think of anything remotely worthwhile to type here and send off into the ether. So, until I get things rolling again, how about some book reports? I have three quickies… Finished reading Lorrie Moore’s…

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